In the interest of full disclosure, I feel like I should admit what usually draws me to an outfit typically falls under one of two categories:
Boots or leather.
It's gutteral, instinctual and thus unavoidable that I'll disregard all else in favor of these two wardrobe staples. Hence, while walking the streets in an attempt to photograph a good looking soul to corroborate my fashion hypothesis that flannel can outlast the first 80 degree day in WI, I inevitably ended up attracted to the least flannel-like outfit possible.
So to follow the advice learned during the most
boring enlightening free UW 2-hour literary workshop: it's not a good thesis if you don't change it a few times in the process.
Revised thesis: I like leather.
Enter evidence - the two following outfits, between which the degree of difference equals my degree of fondness.
Cannot believe I forgot to ask her name. ____, if you see this, e-mail me!
Wearing: shirt: J. Peterman (Seinfeld, anyone?), pants: thrifted, shoes: Clarks (similar), sunglasses: Urban Outfitters, bag: Lands End (similar)
She had heard of Good Style Shop. Obviously some people in this town have got it together.
Sophia and her (boy?)friend were nice enough to let me interrupt their leisurely stroll to snap a few pics. I actually stopped her while she was wearing a sweatshirt, and she whipped it off the reveal the refined look underneath. The fact that I liked it either way is a testament to my grunge origins (90s baby).
Wearing: shirt: American Apparel, ["mullet"] skirt: Urban Outfitters, shoes: Aldo, purse: Coach, rings: from NY-Aldo-Forever21